When I opened my eyes again, I felt myself drift out of my body, and I could only vaguely remember that I hugged a little girl and pushed it out, and the rest ...... By the way, I was hit by a car. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info At this time my body my body was already floating very high, I looked down and saw a young woman holding a child and sobbing, well, the child was okay, I was somewhat relieved, I looked to the side again, and I saw, that is? Myself. A lot of people gradually gathered around the "me", and knowing that I saw bright red liquid flowing from "my" head, and some white things, I realized that I was dead.

I looked towards my side again, and I saw that in this city, there were countless people like me, no, souls floating to the sky. Our bodies seem to be under some kind of control, and we can't help but drift in one direction, it should be a long time later, I see a road ahead, I think this should be the legendary Huangquan Black Road in the west.

We souls have come down this path, walking forward with a very sluggish pace, feeling without a trace of humanity, and I am no exception. I saw a temple standing in the middle of the vast sea. Later, I learned that this was the jurisdiction of King Qin Guang, one of the Ten Palaces of Yama. And his duty is threefold, the first is to take the person who has a good beginning and a good end to the legendary heaven of the afterlife, or the Western Elysium. The second is to send those who have half of their merits and faults in the human world to the tenth hall, and continue to be reincarnated as human beings, so that they can accept the karma of their actions in this life in the next life. Thirdly, if they had done a lot of evil and behaved inappropriately during their lifetime, they would take them to the high platform next to the main hall, where there was a huge mirror called the Mirror Tower. Here, the ghost will see all the bad things he has done in his life, just like he looks at his own memoirs, and finally he will see the torture he will be subjected to here. It is not until the end that these people will understand that the wealth they earned by doing evil in life cannot be brought here after death, and all they can bring is the debt of their own sin. They were then sent to the second temple to receive the punishment they deserved.

I can't help but think of when I was a child, my grandmother said to me that there is no good person in front of the mirror, let me do more good things in my life, don't regret it in the end, it seems that grandma is right to me, I breathe a sigh of relief, although I have not done anything good in my life, but I have not done corruption and favoritism, I am secretly glad. In this way, I passed the first hall safely, and was guided to the tenth hall of the wheel king to reincarnate.

The tenth hall is located on the periphery of the Wo Burning Stone of the underworld, where there are gold, silver, jade, stone, wooden planks and a bridge of Naihe, which are judged to be guilty of their sins before their deaths, and then reincarnated into the families of the rich and poor or the livestock and wild animals. Since I don't have any merits or faults in my life, I'm just an ordinary person, so I'm still reincarnated as an ordinary child. I came to the bridge with the beings of hell, and suddenly, as if I remembered something, I seemed to see myself being pressed to the ground by the jailers, forcibly pouring a decoction, and dispensing the way of the world. I wonder how I have this memory, soon, I walked to Meng Po's side, took the bowl of decoction, I looked at it, remembered a lot of things, since I was a child, my parents raised me, and then often had trouble with them, and finally walked out of this city, went to another city, only went home a few times a year, and my grandmother, which was full of memories of my childhood, I came back to my senses and looked at this bowl of decoction, I forgot everything after drinking it, and went to live in another place that I was unfamiliar with, can I really forget, At some point, my tears had already burst out of my eyes and dripped into the bowl, and my face reflected in the bowl immediately rippled.

I suddenly felt a lot, I felt that everything was empty when I was alive, and it was not until after my death that I realized how reluctant I was to this world and my home, but what was the use of talking about it?

The jailers around me were probably used to it, and they didn't move in the slightest when they saw me burst into tears, but kept urging me to drink the decoction quickly.

I shook my head and put my mouth close to the bowl, ready to drink it all, when a voice came from behind: "Childe, slow." ”